Here is Tom, standing under the faux tree entrance to the children’s section. That evening we were imagining Hazel, who was then only a little over a month old, going into that very room.
And today she did!
She pretty much slept all the way through her first visit.
After we left, Margaret had to pop into the store, and while she was gone I read to my granddaughter for the first time - a wonderful book that wasn't around when my kids were little. How could I resist when Hazel's grammy's name is in the title. It's all about a little girl who loves everything fancy - fancy words and fancy clothes.
She despairs of her plain family,
and comes up with an idea to help them become fancier.
And it works!
The book ends so beautifully.
Though my dear little granddaughter slept through the first book I read her,
I expect I'll read it to her again and again as time goes by.